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My life was a little better the day I met you.
Actually, I don't remember what it was like to meet you on the first day. But in retrospect, it's all because I met you and a lot has happened. These things make my life colorful. I want to say a few words of thanks, but I can't always say it. Even such a mood makes me feel particularly beautiful.
I used to be a lonely person, probably because I really didn't have any friends. After an unknown meeting, I soon got used to having you as a friend. Maybe people are born social animals. When they meet people who get along well, it is easier for them to get familiar with them and become close friends.
I seldom went out to play at that time. I haven't been to the nearest park except for a few walks with my parents. In fact, I have always wanted to climb the rockery in the park, but there are always some children I don't know, so I have been embarrassed. And you were brave enough to climb up.
I didn't know you didn't know those children until you pulled me up, but you didn't seem to care. Even if you quarrel with a boy you don't know, you are not afraid. Sometimes I really don't know whether you are too brave or I am too weak. But then, I realized that I was not afraid to communicate with strangers.
Once upon a time when I was alone, I always read quietly, so I fell in love with reading. But you are not a person who likes reading. You said that you have a headache when you see dense words, but you are a person who likes to listen to stories. So you always ask me to tell you a story, or pick up a book and ask me what I'm talking about to see what I can't answer.
If I play such a joke on a stranger, I will feel very sad, but if it is you, I will feel very happy. I am not good at telling stories. I'm always incoherent, but I still want to tell you that you are always willing to listen. At that moment, I really felt very happy. At that time, I suddenly felt that it was good to have a friend around me.
Once upon a time, when I was lonely, I also fantasized about how good it would be to have a bosom friend. I always think that friend should understand me very well, that is, he will understand my thoughts even if he doesn't speak. Later, I learned that such friends are so rare that I don't have any hope. So I always make friends with myself.
But after meeting you, I think it doesn't seem so important whether a person knows another person. Even if you want to know each other, you should not rely on speculation, nor should you rely on such a small probability of soul mate.
As long as that friend is reliable, reassuring me and daring to speak my mind and real thoughts is enough. Even if you don't understand, as long as you respect each other's ideas, you are good friends. Together, you can be very happy.
I don't regret it. I can't remember the day I met, because I know, I still remember, but I can't remember it for the time being. Because I met and really existed there, the evidence is that I was very happy the day after I met you. I have countless memories to prove it. Nice to meet you. But, more importantly, I look forward to seeing you again.